Lincoln helped me put groceries away. He pulled out half a box of gloves while making his cereal-box-dominoes.
Not really in a picture-taking mood...
Sleep...sleep...sleep. Let's just say that since converting the crib to a toddler bed, Lincoln's sleep patterns are worse than when he was an infant. The only difference is, now he comes to is instead of crying in his crib.
And that's just what I have pictures of.














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